All these ascetics foresaw what was about to happen, but there was no change in each of them.

They did not hide or compete with this, and there was no time buffering. Helan Heiyun, Wu Guzhi, and the Northern Wei emperor could not interfere in their battle with the Western patrol king.

In fact, it was only a very short time for the Western patrol king to make a move. Before that, they had not sensed the existence of this powerful man at all.

The three of them had no time to look at that place in silence.

Whether it was Helan Heiyun, Wu Guzhi or the Northern Wei emperor, they all knew the result of this blow in their hearts.

A piece of head flew up.

The heads of those alive monks who had all flew up.

However, what shocked them all was that when the heads of these ascetic monks were flying, their chanting sounds were still ringing!

After their heads flew up, there was still a whispering sound of chanting in the air, and finally, a huge Sanskrit sound rang out in the sky again!

This should be the strongest sound of their lives. This sound of Sanskrit surpassed all the sounds they had made before, just like the whole world was roaring. Until this moment, their disappearing true energy and lost life force seemed to burst out completely.

No one could hear the specific scale of this Sanskrit sound.

All the gods and quasi-god generals called out in horror.

The power that destroyed and distorted their perception disappeared, the whole sky seemed to boil, countless murderous intents rolled down, and many invisible flames appeared between the heaven and earth.

Even the Purgatory God General, who is related to the true fire, is extremely afraid of this flame.

This flame is between tangible and invisible, just like the karma fire that can penetrate into people's true essence and soul in legend.

Among these exclamations, the Western patrol king who killed all these ascetics with one blow was not happy at all.

He knew it was still fake.

These ascetic monks who have been practicing in the cave for many years and have reached the end of their lives should even use self-destructive means to expose all their power to anyone's subconscious mind.

But everything is fake.

These people are just deceiving and distorting their perceptions until they die.

This is so fucking ridiculous!

At this moment, there were countless voices cursing in his heart.

These people are like liars through and through.

This absurd feeling and the extremely complex emotions in his heart even made him feel that the appearance and death of these old monks were not very real.

He even questioned the authenticity of these people at a certain moment.

These people have really practiced hard all their lives in Mobei?

These people really exist on the battlefield?

But he knew that the life and death of these people were extremely real. Even if the fallen flesh and blood bodies were dry, they would be alive before a moment.

Everything is like a dream bubble.

Everything is fake.

There is no way to attack the God of the Divine General in the You Dynasty who cut off the six consciousnesses of the absolute square and then kill the opponent.

However, these ascetic monks achieved what they wanted to achieve.

His stupid companions were wasting their true energy even more violently at this time. In order to cope with the murderous intent that actually did not exist, they poured their precious true energy into their bodies like toxins.

He couldn't even get angry.

These people are like fools with no cultivation. As long as the enemy kills them, they will die.

His body trembled violently, and he was sure that as long as the next moment, those gods and quasi-god generals would realize that they were the real fools.

His hands kept trembling.

He raised his trembling hands and looked at the back of his hands.

He saw the redness constantly appearing on the backs of his hands.

These ascetic monks used their true essence and life, and the only thing that was extremely true left in this world was these vital marks that he could not understand for a while.

The backs of his left and right hands were not painful or itchy, and even the true energy and blood flowed through him, and there was no abnormality in his perception. However, in his sight, the redness on the back of his hands gradually made two birthmark-like red spots appear on his skin, and the two red spots were like two slightly dry red lotus flowers.

On this battlefield, all the Northern Wei soldiers who were not practitioners, and even many low-level practitioners, could not see what was going on.

They just saw these ascetic monks die, but those practitioners who seemed extremely powerful were like volcanoes being detonated.

...

There is an essential difference between real power and false power. When the true energy erupts, pulling the heaven and earth energy to fight, but hitting the empty space, all these gods and quasi-god generals will truly react to what happened.

The worst situation is the inheritor of the general of the Divine Consciousness, the woman who was originally severely injured under the blow of Helan Black Cloud.

She was already close to the end of her strength, but at this time she forced out the true energy in her body, but it was like a punch she finally broke out to death, but it was completely empty.

Her opponent did not exist at all.

A large amount of true energy was lost and the original wounds on her body were bleeding, and her whole body seemed empty.

At this time, these monks, plus Helan Heiyun before... she felt that this world was really abnormal, and these people were really crazy.

"What kind of monster are you?"

"What kind of madman are you?"

She finally couldn't bear it and fell to the ground and started shouting.

Blood flowed on her face, and tears rolled down in her eyes.

Her emotional collapse at this time was really crazy.

...

The figure of the Western King's Patrol moved.

When his figure disappeared in place, an extremely pure vitality fell on the back of the divine general who was about to go crazy, and then quickly penetrated into it to protect her heart.

The Western patrol king wanted to leave directly, but was forcibly stayed by these ascetic monks.

He could not hide in the world, since he had been dragged into such a quagmire, he had to save his companions who could fight with him as much as possible and win this battle as much as possible.

"The two of them can communicate with each other, so you two don't attack them at all. You are responsible for killing the woman from the Holy Sect of Guangming, and those two, I will try to drag them down with the rest of the people."

At the same time, he heard the sound of the purgatory god general and the god general Chetian, "If there is no true energy, you can waste it, and there is no room for you to be timid. I promise that the two of them will not have any true energy power that can fall on you."

The faces of the Purgatory God General and the God General Che Tian looked extremely ugly, but they understood what he said and knew that the two people he was talking about were Helan Heiyun and the Northern Wei Emperor.

The body of the Western Patrol King appeared beside the Annihilation General.

His face was even more ugly than that of the Purgatory God General and others.

He was originally the one who was the most sober and did not underestimate the power of the world among all these people.

At this time, he felt that he truly understood why the You Dynasty was so powerful, and why the You Emperor and the patrol kings and gods left to them were so powerful, but they were defeated by the rebels and the human world.

Will even transcends life and death.

Sometimes, it can really surpass pure power.

And Emperor You only believes in power.
Chapter completed!